Isabella
We are sitting down on a couch not saying anything. I agreed to be civil and not kill anyone else if he would tell me what the fuck is going on in here. He gave me a cup of warm cocoa with my favorite little mini marshmallows. I think it just makes the whole drink so much better.
"I know you're wondering why you're here, the thing is that your father is running a huge drug deal and you're a pawn in it." He states.
"What do you mean? He's trying to hurt me?" I asked. I wouldn't be shocked if my dad was trying to hurt me, he has abused me ever since my mom passed because he blames me for her death but Enzo does not need to know that.
"He plans to sell you to the English Mafia, the mafia that traffics women and he's doing it all so that he can get a big shipment of drugs. I took you to protect you so that we could take him and his plan down together. " He replied.
I'm not all that shocked my dad is a horrible person. It's sad to say that about a parent, I used to worship him and long for his praise but I no longer care about his opinion.
"Ok." I just stare at Enzo. I don't want to talk about my father anymore, I just want to go dance.
"Do you happen to have a dance studio?" I ask.
"I do, do you like to dance? You are welcome to use it anytime." He replied
I nod my head at him thanking him for being generous to let me use his studio. If I couldn't dance I would probably go insane in this house.
"Oh, also do I have a bedroom?" I ask confidently knowing he needs me just as much as I need him for this plan to work so we should be allowed to live like equals. I won't take any disrespect, especially from Lorenzo.
" Of course, right this way." He says leading me down a long hallway towards my room.
Lorenzo
I'm currently walking her towards her room and I'm nervous she won't like it. I decorated it to what I thought she would like based on her "Aesthetic" or whatever that is. Anyway, it is a lot of gold detailing and she loves roses so I made sure she had roses on both her end tables and her desk. She has her own couch and TV just in case she does not feel like coming downstairs. We always have guards stationed downstairs watching everything so sometimes it can get annoying.
We walk up to the door and I take a deep breath in before opening the double doors allowing her to go inside first. I could not have gotten a better reaction, she was smiling from ear to ear. Without a doubt, I knew I did good and that made me happy but I'm mostly happy because she is happy.
"Wow," Isa says still just taking in the whole area of her room.
(Something like this for her room, not exactly this though!):)
She has a walk-in closet and an enormous bathroom with a bath and a stand-up shower. I did my research before setting the room up.
"Well, I will let you get some rest your body must be tired," I suggest.
"Thank you so much, this is beautiful." She replies.
I get to walk out of that room with a smile on my face being a proud man because I made this girl happy and that makes me happy.
Isabella
This bedroom is insane, it is like a dream with every little thing I could ever want or need. I am so thankful that this guy gets it. Was he the one who designed it? Probably not he is probably to busy and just had someone else do it.
I do the mattress test by jumping like I'm bellyflopping into the water to see how comfy it is and it passes the test. It was like landing on a fluffy cloud. I am just in awe of the room and all it has to offer I just want to explore it but I feel sleep take over me quite quickly, I guess he was right I am tired.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter, they are going to just get better and better each time so I hope you continue to read. The next update is hopefully 1/8 later in the day or early in the morning so be on the lookout for that. Stay safe, healthy, and most of all happy!!!
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Romance| Mafia Boss and Dancer| Isabella's father has too many words to describe him. Abusive, alcoholic, mental, druggie, but most of a psychopath. The amount of abuse Isabella endured was crazy but no one knew other than her best friend. However, she wor...